The next morning, The Onceler wakes up, yawning slowly. He looks around his room, and immediately notices the mess of his room, and these unexpected visitors.
The animals from last night were scattered across the room, invading his personal belongings, wanting breakfast, or simply just looking around. Also the Lorax woke up next to the Onceler shockingly.
"Okay, Lorax, can you tell me what the hell is going on?"
"Well you did make a deal that you wouldn't chop down the trees. And we're basically bestie westies now."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean you can just sleep with me, and invade my privacy!" The Onceler says, still annoyed.
"Whatever." The Lorax gets up and out from his bed, and also begins to look around the place.
Meanwhile, the Onceler notices a bird made an egg in a bowl.
"Did you just...in my bowl? I was gonna use that bowl for breakfast...but nevermind..."
He looked in the fridge to see what he was gonna have anyway for breakfast, but instead of food being there, the big barbaloot was chilling in the fridge with a stick of butter melting in its mouth. Turns out it ate all the food last night.
"You know what, just forget breakfast for today." baddie #imasurvivor
"Whatever, i'm going to try sell my thneed today. At least that's not ruined." He grabs it from where he put it last night, on the stand, gets changed and makes all the animals leave.
